The heart of a legend. The only chance for love.
The hope that the Fates will be kind before time runs out.

The long-awaited sequel to the original multi-genre
USA TODAY bestselling collection, With Dreams Only Of You: The Legend of the
Theodosia Sword, has finally arrived. Welcome to EVER MY LOVE: THE LORE OF THE
LUCIUS RING, a multi-genre new material collection unlike any other romance
collection available today.

Six of the top authors in their genres bring you
this powerhouse collection based upon the common thread of a cursed ring,
passed down through the female line descended from Theodosia herself. Only a
woman may bear the burden of the ring said to curse she who wears it. When the
owner of the ring finds love, the stone remains crimson and assures her
life-long happiness. But if she does not find love by her twenty-fifth
birthday, the ring will turn dark and she will be forever cursed with
loneliness.

Join the descendants of Theodosia as they grapple
with a family legend that follows them through centuries of hope, heartache,
adventure, and romance in seven amazing segments:

In Ancient
Rome - The ring, and its curse, begin with the
beautiful Theodosia.

Medieval
England - The ring finds its way into a notorious outlaw's
possession only to curse the woman he loves.

The Scottish
Highlands - The ring escapes with a little girl... and the
curse follows.

Tudor
England - The ring once again becomes the prize for the
lawless when an infamous female pirate tries to steal it from a Queen’s Naval
Captain.

Georgian Era - Twin sisters vie for the ring - and for the Duke of Axminster.

Regency
England - The ring enters the proud and proper Regency set
where the curse finds new life.

Modern Times - Mistaken identity, soul mates, and the last chance for the ring to
fulfill its destiny.

Seven unique and powerful brand-new stories take
the legend of the Lucius Ring through the ages. Discover how each woman finds
her own love, peace, and happiness. The ring that can tear them apart is also
the one that binds them.

The heart of a legend. The only hope for love...
will each lady find her destiny before time runs out?

Alexander
Halsey, the Duke of Axminster, did not attend assemblies. He avoided Ranelagh
pleasure gardens as consistently as he boycotted balls. To preserve his ducal
peace, he made it a general rule that he never attended functions where
matchmaking mamas and unwed damsels would contrive to snare him with their
beauty, accomplishments, and dazzling wit. He’d yet to meet a lady in whom that
trio of attributes combined.

He had
made an exception tonight.

He had agreed
to dine with Lord Tolworth even knowing the earl was father to two reputed
beauties his countess was anxious to marry off—especially to a duke.

Dining
with the man Alex considered the wisest and most respected member of the House
of Lords was worth sitting through a dinner in which Lady Tolworth would sing
the praises of her twin girls. Alex fully expected to be informed that the
beauties could sing like nightingales. That the Childe girls could dance with
the grace of a swan was also sure to affirmed.
It would not surprise him if Lady Tolworth just happened to mention that
her accomplished daughters presided over a salon brimming with besotted
admirers every day they were in the Capital.

When
Lady Tolworth and her twins entered the drawing room, he stood. His quick
glance confirmed the twins were possibly identical, slender, and taller than
average. Pretty, too. As a gentleman, he directed his attentions on their
mother. “Ah, Lady Tolworth, I thought for a moment Lord Tolworth must have
three daughters,” Alex flattered when the host presented his wife to the duke.

“Your
grace is far too kind.” Her lashes lowered, then her glance lifted to the
daughter nearest her. “Allow me to present to you my daughter, Lady Fannia.”

There
was no coy dropping of lashes with this miss. She flashed a brilliant smile
upon him as she curtsied, never removing her sparkling gaze from his. “I cannot
deny what a pleasure it is to meet you, your grace. Though you never attend
assemblies, we’ve heard much about you. How gratifying it is to finally make
your acquaintance.”

He was
immediately struck over her face. It was, quite possibly, the finest bone
structure he’d ever beheld. Her cheekbones were high, the light brown brows
perfectly arched, her aquiline nose sheer perfection, and her full mouth as
flawless as the rest of the face. There was a delicacy about her slender
appearance that was at odds with the confidence she exuded.

“And
it’s a pleasure to meet the Childe sisters.” He eyed the second one. Then he
quickly looked back at Lady Fannia to confirm that they were indeed twins. He
felt certain they were, but this second one seemed vastly different. She
possessed the same remarkable face, but her hair looked as if she had just
climbed from her bed, and unlike her sister, she wore no jewelry.

Lord
Tolworth stepped up and introduced this sister. “Your grace, it is my pleasure
to present my daughter Lady Annia to you.”

The
much more shy Lady Annia stepped forward, but only barely met his gaze before
lowering her lashes as she dipped into a curtsy. Alex would wager this sister,
unlike her mother, did not avert her
gaze from coyness. She appeared genuinely reticent.

“I am
charmed,” Alex said to the more modest twin.

She
looked up to him and smiled. “I look forward to hearing you discuss
Parliament.”

Of the
hundreds of maidens he’d met, this was the first who admitted to an interest
politics. How singular.